I burst out laughing. Allison, every one of these episodes refines and reveals your talent. You’re a legitimate, quality voice actor now. You absolutely belong in riffs, dubs, and cartoons. (Given your time on Lloyd, I guess you’re already there!)

This was just…wow. No words can adequately do justice to the sheer trite fluffy idiocy that is this two-parter. So I’ll liken it to food instead. It’s like coconut flakes on top of whipped cream on top of meringue on top of cotton candy on top of angel’s food cake. It’s light as air, so sweet it will send every diabetic downwind of it for ten miles into a coma, and incredibly bad for you. And when you’re done devouring it, you feel empty inside.

Yep. There are Christmas Elves. Can Peter Dinklage walk on set and beat the crap out of everyone because this plot is face palmingly idiotic? Does the new movie take place in the same universe as the TV show with Christmas Elves, aliens, and ghosts? I smell an X-Files crossover.